Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Eleanor apparently HATES baths these days. Jamund is upstairs doing bath duty and I can just hear her screaming/crying. I'm not sure who to be more sorry for, Eleanor or Jamund.

Guys, I am so tired after today. I had so much to accomplish and basically got it all done...I think... (still need to make muffins for breakfast tomorrow)... but I am exhausted. Give me a high five or something... because I: called doctors to set up appointments, made egg salad, made bread, made pumpkin bar things and frosting, cleaned the kitchen, went to one of those doctor appointments I just made (same day! I was shocked!) with the two kids in the stroller, went to the park with the kids, exercised, shopped with google shopping express (delivered to my door, hallelujah), wrote some emails, etc.

The rest of the week (including weekend) is not much more "relaxing" either... Sigh. Early bedtime tonight?!

(And because it is Halloween week... Halloweek? Is that a thing? Did I just make it up?... I'll end with this:

Thursday, October 17, 2013

In case anyone was interested, I thought I would write out a sample of our daily schedule (give or take):

About 7:30 a.m.: Get children out of bed, underwear/diapers changed, potty time, etc. Jamund does this while I prepare breakfast/finish getting ready.

7:45-8:15 ish: Eat breakfast and get cleaned up

8:15 ish to 9:15: After getting excused from breakfast, we wash up and get the kids changed into their clothes for the day. We listen to music in the front room and they (hopefully) all play together. Sometimes I will do chores or clean up the kitchen.

About 9:15: Eleanor goes to her room for a nap/quiet time.

9:15-10: More play time, but usually from about 9:30 -10 we have "individual quiet play time" wherein I attempt to get them to play by themselves or read quietly while I also do individual quiet time things like reading or checking e-mail (or blogging in this case).

Rough estimates of times (but the "goal":)....
10-10:15: Learning time—we read a "learning" book like Berenstain Bear's "Almanac," "Science Fair," "Nature Guide," or other various kids educational books/encyclopedia, etc.

10:35-10:50: Learning Time Activity (lately we've been learning about our senses or food groups or maybe doing a fun number game or writing/tracing letters)

10:50-11: Usually Eleanor is done with her nap by now so we start getting ready for a walk/outside time

11-12: Walk/outside playtime/park

12-12:45 ish: Lunch/milk/getting cleaned up

12:45-1 ish: More music/dance/play time while I clean up lunch

1-1:30: We go up to the playroom and read books. The kids can "read" their own and I usually read a chapter book so they often cuddle up and look at the pictures (usually I read children's illustrated classics)

1:30-1:45: We go upstairs and have potty time, change diapers, and read a "Jesus" story and then a regular story. Then it is naptime!

2-4: Naptime/quiet time in bedrooms

4-4:20: Getting everyone out of bed/diapers changed/potty time

4:20-4:45 ish: Gospel learning time (we have lots of good gospel books/scripture stories).

4:45-5:30: Craft time/play time

(sometimes from 5-5:30 if I'm making a more labor intensive dinner and they are crazy, we have movie time. I try not to have movie time more than every other day or 2-3 nights/week, *ideally* once or not at all---ha!)

Friday, October 11, 2013

Having four kids is kind of hard. One day I thought about how my mom raised four kids but realized that my oldest sister was probably 15 when I was a year old, my brother was 13 or so, and my other sister was about 6.

Not to negate the efforts of my saintly mother, but taking care of two three year olds and two in the one to two year old bracket at the same time is its own special opportunity. Like the above photo, when they're all awake it's often like constant motion, and not unified, nice constant working-together-motion.

I also get used as a pillow/seat. I've learned being close to floor level in a reclined state is very dangerous (for me) when I'm around little kids. I become something to climb on, rub a snotty nose on, etc.

This is what keeps the day going: short increments of activity. And a long quiet/nap time for everyone each day. I feel like Hugh Grant in that scene of "About a Boy" where he describes how he divides his day up. That's what we do, and it works. My advice: keep the day flowing and try not to have "I don't know what's going on time" because that usually leads to what happened to us this afternoon....

...which was: Jamund went out to pick up pizza I had ordered online, only they claimed they didn't have the order/that the order had been canceled, so I was at home with lots of hungry bellies and had to wait for the pizza place to make us new pizzas... We watched a lot of "Mary Poppins"and lots of tiny bits of chewed and rejected apple skin and orange got strewn about the living room.

(Though I am proud to say I don't think the kids had watched movies/TV shows the whole week until this point.. at least since Sunday!)

But really, the best times are dance times. We put on records and the kids LOVE it, especially Eleanor and Lillian who now will dance together/next to each other (which means they move around slowly in circles side by side). It is SO CUTE.

Favorite dancing records/songs in the household:
1. The Seekers' "Georgy Girl" and "A World of Our Own"
2. Saturday Looks Good to Me (don't remember the name of the album; it's got a pink cover, though)
3. The Monkees' "Last Train to Clarksville" song
4. We listened to the Faint "Danse Macabre" but it was a little too much and we had to turn it off because kids/adults were starting to get a little sick from too much spinning after lunch.

But the real trick about this many kids together at similar ages is that one second they are having the time of their lives and the next, all bets are off and someone has gotten punched in the face or looked at the wrong way or something and everyone is screaming bloody murder and shrieking and oh! It's very touch and go.

But the dancing. It is so cute.

(and so is this daddy/uncle Jamund coming home welcome):

And these two together:

So funny. They can laugh and be so funny together and then start fighting/hitting each other like a little lady cat fight. It is ridiculous. Oh babies.

Saturday, October 5, 2013

...so once upon a time I was not excited about this weekend. You know sometimes it just doesn't feel right? I was feeling like that, plus I haven't been feeling well, plus Eleanor hasn't been feeling well.

Anyway, I just was not excited about this weekend and I felt kind of bad about it, but I still couldn't shake it. Today Jamund's sister and mom dropped off our two nieces (who we will be taking care of for awhile). I tried to take care of kids and get kids to sleep and missed watching most of the afternoon session of General Conference. I got the nieces to sleep on the couch and then sent Jamund out to Costco for milk and eggs and other supplies since we now have twice the kids!

...then I remembered that Jamund probably didn't have his Costco card with him since he doesn't always keep it in his wallet. So I texted him and he turned around after arriving and started to drive home... and got rear ended.

I am so sad. Our brand new car with backup cameras and blind spot sensors... that are probably now damaged! And it's our only car and we currently have four children to take care of... meaning taking it in for repairs is not going to be easy/fun/convenient/etc.

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

1. They are selling our house. The house we are renting. This is super depressing for me but the realtors came over today and said that it's likely an investor will buy it (due to litigations and such, it is more difficult to get a loan to buy the townhomes we are living in so people often come in with cash... how would that be?!) and that we can keep renting it from them. They told us our lease is still valid (until end of April), but man, I don't want to move that soon. I really just don't want to pack and unpack and all of that hassle. We love our location, our square footage, our four bedrooms, our laundry machines, the newness of the house... I will be devastated if we have to pack up and move.

2. Sick. The kids, Jamund, and I feel it. So sad about this. I'm so sad about it that I have a headache and should probably take a nap...wait.... maybe that's just the sickness.

3. Despite #2, I went to see "Austenland" with some ladies from church today. Jamund was home with the kids (work from home day, plus see #2). It was pretty funny, sort of crass in some parts, but pretty funny. Better "Mr Darcy" (by a different name) in my opinion than the Kiera Knightley "Pride and Prejudice" Mr Darcy.

4. Simon. That man. Phew.

5. Eleanor has lately been dancing around in circles. Not necessarily to music, just dancing... It is pretty cute.

6. Our car is so hard to park in our tandem garage. If we do have to move, the improved (fingers crossed) parking situation is one thing I would be happy about (assuming we move somewhere with a normal side by side garage)...but I don't want to move!

7. What else... Oh, Netflix refuses to work on our TV lately. This is making my watching of season two of "Call the Midwife" so difficult.

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

One of my biggest challenges in blogging is getting "new" photos uploaded and ready to use. It is so annoying to me. Hence why this is a photo from our last cabin trip:

Eleanor loves swings. And the playground in general. Today when I tried to get her back into her stroller to leave the park she freaked out and arched her back. It was quite a scene.

But, guys, it's M&M time of year. You know? Sometimes you just want to eat M&M's, and this year it happened to me around...now. I had a coupon, then Target also had a sale, and (BAM) we bought three bags of M&M's in one shopping trip... peanut butter (duh), plain, and white chocolate/candy corn (candy corn? really?).

Please excuse me while I go downstairs and make some M&M cookies.

(Also, I realize my blog makes it seem like I eat sugar and fatty things all the time. This is only sort of true. I do love desserts and usually always have some sweets on hand, but I also try to limit dessert intake to maybe something after lunch if necessary and usually after the kids are in bed as a special treat... every night...so does that make it not a "special" treat? Maybe more like a"I made it through the day, I deserve dessert" reward. I exercise, though, so I feel like I am semi justified in having sweets)!

Enough trying to make myself feel better about it! Who cares, I'm going to make and eat some cookies!

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Even when she is teething and cranky and wants to just lay on top of me and is super fussy and poops in the bathtub.

Yeah, it's been hard week or so.

Jamund and I are dealing with this strange week the best we can. Meaning we have started rewatching old "Sherlock" episodes and have been eating cheesecake ice cream/chocolate bars/ s'more bars/ etc. Don't judge us.

Monday, September 9, 2013

I really tried to be good on Friday (and even got vegan pizza for dinner). I had yogurt at breakfast, but I tried not to have dairy otherwise. On Saturday, I used Lactaid pills. And I still felt yucky much of the time.

Hmm.

I researched (and of course was convinced I had) fructose malabsorption or maybe ulcers. But the thing is, without knowing what is wrong with you, it is hard to do elimination diets. Especially if you don't know which thing you have and the "bad" foods are different and even contradictory to each other.

So then I decided to just eat whatever and keep a food/symptom diary.

And then I also realized that I have a ridiculously bad family history of one type of digestive problem: gallstones. And I realized that my bad, bad pains usually followed fatty or fried foods (milkshake/fries/burger, Wendy's, pasta with sauce made with peanut butter, Trader Joe's cookie butter ice cream, croissants, quiche, etc.)

Of course, this is still just my newest working theory. But yesterday I didn't eat very much fatty/fried foods (I did have s'more bars for dessert...), and I felt basically fine the whole day!

Also:

We went to the cabin for Labor Day and it was awesome. I finished a Sherlock Holmes book I had been reading and started "The Fellowship of the Ring." (Note our new Ford Flex in the back of the above photo)

The kids love lakes. And beaches.

And just swimming in general.

Okay one more of the new car:

I should post more about that, but probably not. Let's just say, the deal was almost lost over some all weather floor mats with a not so awesome salesman but then salvaged by another better salesman who we had test driven the car with the night before. And I got my floor mats, which turned out to be very useful the very day we got them (and drove to the cabin) when Ellie threw her milk and the bottle leaked—luckily all over said floor mats, which were then a breeze to clean up (versus stinky milk soaked cloth floor mats).

Friday, September 6, 2013

So awhile ago I was pretty certain I was lactose intolerant. I would take the pills when I had dairy, drink alternative milk options, etc.

Then I got pregnant and breast fed Simon and it was like I wasn't lactose intolerant anymore! I wondered if I had actually been mistaken in thinking that I was lactose intolerant at all. I was really only not breast feeding for a little bit before I got pregnant with Eleanor—and now I am remembering that in that short interim period I had some digestive problems/abdominal pain (I remember doing some yoga for digestion workout on Netflix to try and help it!).

Anyway, then I got pregnant and breast fed Eleanor... and now she is weaned and this week in particular, wow, I am feeling terrible! We had a milk shake at lunch time on Monday and Monday night before dinner I got really sharp abdominal pains that lasted a lot of the evening... then Tuesday morning I used some whole milk on my cereal and in the afternoon (we had a Frosty at lunch too)—abdominal pain.

Yesterday, I made some Trader Joe's cookie butter ice cream (in our relatively new ice cream maker). It was delicious but I ate maybe two or so scoops and, within two-three hours, I felt awful! I still feel pretty awful!

Last night I realized that I am probably lactose intolerant "again." I think that, for some reason, being pregnant and breast feeding "cured" my lactose intolerance but now whatever hormones or ability my body had for digesting the lactose has "run out" or gone away.

It is totally lame. I mean, we just got an ice cream maker! It seems like it is worse the higher the milk fat—does this make sense medically? I don't know, but when I drink/eat whole milk or heavy cream I feel like the abdominal pain and bloating (oh, the bloating!) is worse.

Has anyone else had a similar experience with this? Lactose intolerance going way while breastfeeding/pregnant? So weird. And is it true that yogurt isn't as bad as milk for lactose intolerance?

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Today we went to the park with some friends from church. The kids love going to the parks (we meet at a different one each Wednesday of the month), and it is so nice to sit, eat lunch, and talk with other adults!

As I was packing up, I looked around for Eleanor but couldn't see her anywhere on the playground. This park has an open walkway out to a little parking lot which then leads to a moderately busy road (lots of cars, garbage trucks today, etc.), and she had earlier "escaped" to follow some friends as they were leaving. I didn't see her on this pathway and kept looking around, hoping to find her on the playground somewhere, maybe obscured by a play structure. No luck.

I asked one of the ladies if she could see Eleanor, sensing myself start to switch into frantic mode. I still couldn't see her so I started heading to the walkway to the parking lot, knowing she must have left the park. Then I saw a woman near the main road holding Eleanor and yelling to me something to the effect of "is this your baby?"

When I saw that woman, I felt like she was an angel, someone sent by God to be there at that exact moment to save my little girl from harm. I have no idea who she was or is or why she was there when I needed her, but I owe that woman so much.

She said something like her son had noticed a little baby trying to cross the street by herself—after taking Eleanor from her, I noticed her car was stopped right there on the side of the road. Maybe she had just been driving by with her son, maybe not even noticing that little person toddling along, and for some reason her son mentioned it and she stopped. She took the time to save my daughter from going across the street and maybe getting killed by someone driving by—it would be so hard to see a toddler in the road when you are driving and not expecting that!

I really believe that Eleanor was watched over and protected today. I wasn't there when she needed me but Heavenly Father was—and He didn't punish me for being distracted and not watching her; He saved her using another child and a mother who was willing to listen to her son and take appropriate action. I hope that I can be more like that mother and more like my Heavenly Father in my dealings with my own children. And I am so grateful that my little Eleanor is safe and sound.

Monday, August 26, 2013

Gilroy Gardens: We went twice. Simon and I now have passes for the rest of this year and for 2014 (Eleanor is free). It is pretty awesome and makes me not feel the need to go to Disneyland because it is pretty cool for the kiddies and reminds me that I don't want to spend any time above 15 minutes in lines for rides with Simon and Eleanor.

Happy Hollow: The kids and I went today. They saw a puppet show, among other things.

Double stroller: purchased. Awesome, besides the fact that it has little storage. It is an inline Phil & Ted's from Costco and is super easy to maneuver.

Oakland Temple: Jamund and I went to the Oakland Temple. (We are members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, in case you didn't know). It was such a beautiful day that you could see San Francisco so well, and, the way the clouds were, it almost didn't seem real—like a movie or painting or something. The temple was busy, and we ate food in the cafeteria for lunch before coming home and relieving the babysitter of her duties.

Other things happened, but that's all I want to write about in the recap.

Other thoughts:

Since living here, I have been asked a lot if I'm sending Simon to preschool. Like, a lot. I'm not sure if it's because we're in California or because Simon turned 3 or because of the time of year, or what. But it is enough to be shocking to me. And then I learned that there is preschool and pre K and then kindergarten. This is all baffling to me. Is it just secretly for babysitting? Are parents just trying to get their kids out of the house? Or is school so competitive that parents are trying to make their kids super smart super young? What is the deal?

Anyway, Simon is not signed up for preschool since I plan to homeschool anyway and a formal preschool seems a bit silly in that case. I may do a letter of the week preschool program at home, but heavens. Chill out people! Let kids be kids! Let them learn more organically at a young age, you know? Maybe I'm wrong. That's fine. But I feel like there is a great pressure to always be measuring your child's development against others—like people getting really uptight about when babies are "supposed" to roll or sit up or crawl or walk or clap or say "hi" or whatever. Like it sincerely matters if they clap when they are 8 months or 14 months old. Like 16 month old clappers are going to be hindered for the rest of their lives because they missed out on months of being able to clap. Good grief. Chill out.

I'm trying to be more mellow about it. I got really stressed out about Simon learning/knowing colors awhile back and kept trying to teach and drill them into him and I feel like one day it seemed like he just *got* it. I think it's hard to remember that kids learn differently than we want or anticipate sometimes and it's okay (as long as they aren't super developmentally behind or anything).

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Between/including June 14 and July 15, Simon, Eleanor, and I all have our birthdays! Summer birthdays are lovely. Also lovely is that we got to celebrate 2 out of the 3 birthdays in Arnold at the cabin. I'm not too disappointed that mine was at home because that meant I got to have the best breakfast from La Lune Sucree.

As an aside, La Lune Sucree is AMAZING. I have a personal unofficial quest to find the greatest almond croissant and so far they are the winners (although Harrod's in London was holding the title until we tasted La Lune Sucree, and I haven't been to Paris). Also delicious at La Lune Sucree are the quiche and breakfast croissant. Oh man.

Okay, back to birthdays. Here are a few photos from each birthday (from Jamund's phone):

And the obligatory cake shot:

And Simon's third birthday:

And apparently most of the Simon birthday pictures are on my phone, so I'll have to repost about that later...

And my birthday photos are also mostly on my phone, but here is one:

(We attempted to all go to La Lune Sucree downtown San Jose on the lightrail but then there was an accident somewhere on the line and the train wasn't coming... so Jamund just called in the order and picked it up while I fed the kids breakfast at home.)

As for what we actually did on the birthdays... Ellie's and Simon's were lovely and mellow and involved going to a lake at the cabin (a different one for each birthday) and eating on the deck outside for dinner. My birthday involved going to Happy Hollow with friends, going out for lunch, and getting a babysitter and eating appetizers for dinner at Cheesecake Factory and then walking around Santana Row without children. Shopping without kids. You don't fully understand how nice it is until you have two plus kids, I think.

...but we love our kids! ;) And we love being a year older (although 29 to me is one of those years that means you are just waiting for the next birthday... 30... here I come!)

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

So since I've actually posted some photos from past days (though Christmas has not yet made an appearance pictorially, I don't think), I thought I'd post some "current" pictures...

This was at Moveable Feast at the Curtner Lightrail parking lot. (Ignore my gross looking legs in the photo above and instead focus on Eleanor's cutest shoes EVER... at least that she has owned. Although she does also have some clear jelly type sandals that are pretty cute too.) Getting back to Moveable Feast... there are a bunch of food trucks there on Friday nights. Jamund LOVES it. It was hot this past Friday, but I got a super delicious blue cheese burger and fries, so I was happy.

The next day we went to the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk. Jamund's mom, step dad, and half brother were in town, so we were lucky enough to go on the Giant Dipper alone, together! It was like a mini twenty minute or so date.

..and it was AWESOME.

Simon also got to go on this one with Grandpa Steve:

Had Jamund and I gone on it before them instead of after, I probably would not have allowed Simon to go on it for fear that he would wriggle free and fall out. Seriously, I was terrified at first! But Steve seemed to have a good grip on Simon, so I'm glad it all worked out!

We still have some more Boardwalk tickets so if anyone local wants to go and do some baby swapping to ride the Giant Dipper... let me know!

Thursday, June 27, 2013

Guys, I am finally going to post some OLD photos. Because I haven't in so long and Simon is reading a book happily so I figure I have a chance.

They will mostly be random (and I WILL post Disneyland photos sometime... from November... oh man):

Going to the BYU dinosaur museum during a supposed showing of our house. I say supposed because I think they actually canceled once we were out of the house and going to the BYU Dinosaur Museum:

This one time when it was nice out and we went out to breakfast and bought lots of clothes at JCP for super cheap and then it was a blizzard when we left and I was scared for our lives driving home in the car:

Looking rough and pretending it was spring in Utah. Pretending.

Moving day! I think the movers were loading the truck as this photo was being taken...

Driving from Vegas to California!

Perhaps the last place we had George. George, RIP, your sacrifice will never be forgotten.

(and yes, this has been par for the course for the day and it's only about 9:45 a.m. Ellie is still in yucky poop phase of the flu... since Monday/Tuesday... and I think she is also getting an eye infection/bacterial conjunctivitis. Joy. But at least rubbing alcohol gets ink scribbles off a computer monitor!!!)

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Maybe it is a little suspicious and/or bad luck, but we got over our colds only to shortly thereafter come down with the flu. Unfortunately, rather than being the 24 hour flu, it happened to be a flu rather like the Disneyland flu of 2012 (seriously, did I never post Disneyland photos?) wherein Simon was sick on Monday, seemed a little better only to come down with the yucky poop later in the week and then passed the flu torch, as it were, on to me at the end of the week... this time Eleanor joined in as well. Babies getting the flu is the pits. Finding them in their crib in the morning with hair matted down with vomit is just gross and sad. Luckily, the span of the flu was more condensed with me and Eleanor, though we still went/are going (hopefully she is done?!) through the two major phases of sickness.

Anyway.... you'd think moving to super nice weather and happiness would make us healthier?! Maybe since we are out and about more we are more exposed to illness from other kids/adults? Regardless, I am feeling ready to stop being sick! I have had to cancel eye appointments twice now—I'm on my last set of contacts and my appointment is now pushed back to next Monday so I hope I don't accidentally rip or lose a contact lens! Ha!

But really.

Other than doing lots of laundry on the super hot sanitary cycle and lounging around or feeding babies saltine crackers, we are trying to finish up getting settled in, including artwork/etc. in the kids' rooms (paper airplanes in Simon's room, idea courtesy of Jamund...and Eleanor's room is sporting some awesome "poof balls" above her crib). We have rented a lot of movies (2009 "Star Trek," entertaining as always, "Life of Pi" better than anticipated plus how can you not love the opening credits with all of those animals!?, "Jack Reacher" we stopped because it was too violent). We had our first California babysitter from the ward so we could go see the new "Star Trek"...and we highly recommend Penn Gillete's ice cream at Walgreens ("Celebrity Apprentice," anyone?)... salted chocolate swirl?! Hello! So good! It literally sells out at our local Walgreens, so we've only had it once. And yes, last night we went to 2 different Walgreens looking for it (or for Trace Adkins' flavor, which I haven't tried yet, but I don't think he should've won so I'm not as excited about that one).

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

That's right, people, we are no long home owners. Our house closed and we've got the money in our bank account.

Crazy!

We now live in San Jose and would be loving the awesome weather even more if we didn't all have colds to some degree or another. The irony!

Besides being sickies currently, we are really enjoying living where we do—the weather is amazing, we have a park RIGHT by our house, the house is super nice (besides being super tall which can be hard/tiring), church is great, people are super nice, Target/Costco/Trader Joe's are each about 10 minutes from our house...

I mean, sure, we do have people rifling through our garbage after it goes out to try and find cans to cash in... but other than that, we feel pretty safe and secure.

Monday, April 1, 2013

I just realized that I don't think I took any photos on Easter. I took one video. No photos for Eleanor's first Easter! Oh man. I may have to recreate the day and put her back in her Easter dress.

But let's be honest, most of the day was a fail for me. Jamund hid my basket on top of some TV stuff (we spent Easter at grandma and grandpa's house) and it melted some of my candy because it was so warm. Then I don't know, it was just hard making food and rushing to help cook a big dinner for friends, Eleanor apparently had diarrhea poop that came out the back of her diaper and all over Jamund's sleeve while he was holding her right before dinner, and Simon was also out of control on a sugar high/not having a nap and basically just threw his dinner on the floor. We took him out of his chair and put that man to bed super early. Then I got put on timeout by Jamund because I was so frustrated and Jamund had to finish putting Simon to bed. By the time he came out, his dinner was cold.

Easter is my favorite holiday usually, but this year was just tough. Church (third hour) was really nice, though, because we watched a lot of the Christ videos . After the day was over, and I was pondering on things, I decided I want our Easter (and other holiday) traditions to be Christ-centric. Maybe have a Passover dinner and keep things more simple (and with less candy).

Anyway, still. I can't believe I didn't take any photos! (Actually I can believe it considering how stressed I was getting everyone to church and then rushing home from church and having to go get the rolls going right away). Argh.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

So a few things are gone from our previous post, but you can still claim a few of the things if you'd like... Including items #1, 4, 6-10, and 12! (I decided to keep the dishes)

What else. Sweet little Eleanor battled bacterial conjunctivitis and came out on top thanks to some antibiotic eye drops...Simon is still potty training and continuing a love affair with the characters from "Cars." We are cleaning out and getting ready for the move. That's mostly what I do. I also spilled yogurt all over after lunch today... including on my jeans, the fridge, the floor, etc. That wasn't so great.

Sometimes it's crazy in this house. Mostly. And does/did anyone else have a 9 month old who is so wiggly (rolling over, grabbing things, etc.) that you can hardly change their diaper and/or clothes (probably 98% or so of people who have ever had a 9 month old...)? Oh man. Rough.

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Okay people. I'm going to try and knock out this post quickly because it's almost that sad time of the day called "end of nap times."

So, we are moving. This is happening. We are moving somewhere that will not be as large as our current home, and likely with not as much "built in" storage. Therefore, we must needs sell stuff. Unfortunately for all of you in the market for a large Costco sectional, the buyers of our house are going to inherit that (this transpired in a sly deal we made after receiving results of the home inspection...sly or necessity? Ha. At least I get to sit on my couch until the day we move out! Win!)

Tangent aside, here are some things we would like to sell or else.

1. An Ikea Karlstadd (sp?) chaise lounge. It connects to the Karlstadd sectional, hence why the fabric has "holes" (we have two covers or you can go and buy a cover from IKEA and use it as a standalone chaise. $75 OBO

2. Two chairs:

They match. Maybe $200 for the two OBO

3. This little table. He likes to live between the two chairs. Or in your house. $10

4. This nice ottoman (it is not fuzzy looking in real life ;). $50 OBO

5. These bikes! Come on! I will miss them but we are bringing our ginormous Madsen bucket bike. I want them to stay together and live in sunny happiness. Or in Utah. $200 for the pair.

6. Boppi pillow! It is super nice because it turns out that I wasn't really into using the Boppi pillow to nurse. $15

7. Kiddie pool (inflatable). It is awesome and big and has I think dinosaurs and a volcano slide and it's CRAZY. We got it new at Target and barely used it. $15 see here

8. Another bike. I don't know. It's a Specialized bike or something nice. It's actually Jamund's sister's bike but we have it and will give her the money if it sells. She needs money! Buy it! $100

10. A Kitchen Aid Professional mixer. The kind they sell at Costco. You know. Silver. $125 OBO

11. Also I have some vintage China that my parents will probably be sad that I'm trying to sell but I think I need to let it go. So parents, let me know if you are morally opposed to me selling old ancestral dishware and I can release it back to your care. Here is a sample photo:

Way more photos on flickr! I am not sure how much it is worth, there are many pieces.